Title: Whiskey Renegade
Series: The Kings of Texas
Author: HJ Bellus
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 23, 2018
Publisher: Crave Publishing
We used to be kings on top of the world, but it all went to hell...
My money and power are worthless.
All I want is blood bathing my knuckles, their soulless bodies dead at my feet.
I’ve never felt the need to take someone’s life until now.
They will pay.
I will sacrifice everything to protect my family.
To save the beauty that’s been haunting my dreams.
I don’t even know her, but the fear dancing in her eyes will be my worst nightmare.
It’s a game of death, and I’m all in.
Man oh man. The Kings Of Texas are back. This time we’re following Kemp into the dirty depths of Mexico and dealing with human trafficking.
✯✯5 Kemp Filled Stars!!!✯✯
Man oh man. The Kings Of Texas are back. This time we’re following Kemp into the dirty depths of Mexico and dealing with human trafficking.
We pick up where Whiskey & You left off. Kemp just saved Navy from being kidnapped. Navy’s his best friend JJ’s girlfriend but she’s become like a sister to him. Kemp tried saving another girl he finds out her name was Rose and she’s been friends with Navy since childhood.
Kemp can’t get Rose out of his head. Kemp plans on taking down the guy responsible for hurting Navy and for his abuse on the women. Kemp heads to Mexico with some help of a local MC.
Kemp isn’t the same funny, easy going guy he was in book one. He’s hit a deep, dark place. Kemp spends his time gathering info and screwing every women he can. Kemp knows they’re nasty dirty but he does it anyway.
Until he met Charlie and everything changed. Charlie’s in Mexico for the same reason. She was dating the guy Kemp is looking for. When she found out what he was into Charlie left and he got revenge by kidnapping her sister. She’s the only family Charlie has left and she won’t go down without getting her sister back.
These two do not start off a good foot. Nope! It starts with her trying to put a bullet in between Kemp’s eyes. Yup. It’s like that!!!
But, the more time these two spend together they realize that they have in common. Kemp promises to take down the guy and save Rose and get Charlie her sister back. If only things were that easy.
Even though this is a darker book and might have triggers for some people. I really liked it. My heart broke for Charlie from beginning to the end of this book. I’m glad she got her HEA with Kemp, I just wish she didn’t have to go thru everything she did.
Kemp definitely has a place on my top book boyfriends list!! His relationship with Belle is no joke one of the best parts of both books!!! And, his momma is one of my favs too. Kemp is either super dark or super goofball. I’ll take him either way.
There’s dirt embedded under my nails. My skin is coated in sweat and my clothes are filthy. I’ve slept very little while cracking the code of the southern cartel and Jordan’s family. I’ve found the people he’s crossed and am building a master plan to bring down all of his loved ones.
Emerald eyes and swirling raven hair haunt my sleep when it comes. Rose. Her slender arm sliding through my grasp and me not being able to save her will always and forever be my demon. Hell, I don’t know her from a stranger on the street. All I do know is she’s being held against her will.
It doesn’t go unnoticed that I gave J.J. hell for years for being a saver, and here I sit in a cockroach-infested hotel in Mexico, risking my life for a woman I don’t even know. It’s so much more than that…I hunger to save them all, rid the world of evil, and I won’t stop until it’s done. Whether my heart is beating or dead, I will get the job done.
The woman between my legs bobs her head up and down my hard dick. I grasp the back of her head, guiding her up and down, waiting for my enemies to bust in. It’s an intoxicating sensation: the anticipation, the exhilaration of passion, and the immediate danger looming all around me.
The door to the stale hotel room swings open, clanging off the wall and leaving a hole in the cheap plaster where the doorknob careened into it. Five gun barrels face me, coupled with words firing in every direction in Spanish. I take a sip of my whiskey neat with my free hand and smile back at the slimy bastards.
“Game on, fuckers.”
HJ Bellus is a small-town girl who loves the art of storytelling. When not making readers laugh or cry, she's a part-time livestock wrangler that can be found in the middle of Idaho, shot gunning a beer while listening to some Miranda Lambert on her Beats and rocking out in her boots.
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